L C Vieira

Rookie (Lisbon, Portugal)

Perfect Timing - Poem by L C Vieira

Across the lake
your face appears,
a curtain rising and falling
with the breeze
from the shadows,
where trees link branches
as if old friends.

You tread quietly
across the years,
careful, waiting -
watching for a sign -
a movement -
and then a pause,
a moment -
frozen.

I turn.
I breathe in
something different -
then quickly leap to soar
towards the heavens.

You only need to reach
and I fall back down,
your roar -
a train passing by.
I'm the one who's still,

shaken -
as you rise up
with all the forests
and rivers -
and I quietly, quickly,
slip into your shelter.

(2010)


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013


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